"I have a large amount of land. There's a pool and a stables. Use them as you will. Simply stay on the property unless you've been sent on a mission."
Severin glanced over at him before turning down the side road that lead to his lands. "You'll need proper clothing. Edward will take you tomorrow for a wardrobe. You'll need proper suits and clothing for when I entertain or travel, but otherwise, choose what you will. I would prefer that they not be sluttish; I don't find that attractive." He knew some masters liked that, liked barely-there clothing or made their slaves go about naked, but Severin had always preferred normal clothing.
"I don't tattoo or brand, but prefer collars. Edward will provide you with an ID card and a card that shows you have my permission to travel. Needless to say that if you abuse the latter, the consequences will be dire."
Severin slowed as he pulled under the portico on the right side of the house. As soon as he'd shut off the engine, the door to his home opened and Edward stepped out to open the door of the Jag for him. Severin smiled at him, curling a hand around the back of his neck in an affectionate gesture. He'd had Edward the man's whole life, since he was sixteen, and the human had risen from someone he'd taken blood and pleasure from to the head of his household. He was growing older, and when Edward wished it, Severin had a home picked out for him to retire to.
Severin gestured to Sonny to get out of the car and come to him. "Edward, this is Sonny," Severin said. "He's my newest acquisition."
"So I see, Sir," Edward said. His rich, plummy English accent had blunted a little over the years, but his voice was still a pleasure to hear. "Welcome to the household, Sonny." Edward's pale blue eyes ran over Sonny, assessing the new slave, as he had every year for the past fifty.
Edward's attention flicked back to Severin. "Would Sir like for me to feed and have him bathe before bringing him to you?" Edward was well aware of his fastidious nature in regard to his pets.
"Yes," Severin replied, reaching down to caress Sonny's cheek with the backs of his fingers. "I doubt they've fed him since noon."
Severin tilted up Sonny's face, though he knew he wouldn't see Sonny's eyes, downcast. "You will go with Edward. He'll make certain you're fed and bathed. After that, he'll bring you to me and I'll taste you. Afterward, you'll return to your room. Is this understood?"